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Tuesday, August 07, 2007

to the many of you out there.

1:29 AM
to the many of you out there.

you may think that much about yourselves, but take it from me, we don't. we don't like your kind very much. and with very good reason. we don't like the way you examine us, looking down on us as if we're pond scum, wondering how your elitist, clean, pure little pond could have produced such foul smelling, disease ridden algae that just takes up space in your purist pond.

and you're probably telling yourself that you will never (over your dead body) end up with pond scum because you deserve someone better, of your calibre, of your status because you are king of your little pond. there's no one better than you, you're always right. yes? good for you.

first of all, fuck you. fuck you and your parochial narrow minded mentality. it's never going to take you anywhere. you're going to be stuck being unhappy with everything around you. nothing is going to satisfy you. you're just going to find fault in everything that comes your way.

second of all, and trust me on this - there's more to it than the little pond that you live in. you want to criticise everything else? go ahead. as i said, it's you who's going to be miserable. but you know what's worse? imposing your silly little ideals on to other people because you think you're always right. you're never willing to even consider that there might be other opinions. oh, what did you say? you don't like this pond? go elsewhere, it's not as if we actually want you here. just like we pollute your pond, you pollute ours. fuck off.

hey, you maybe smart and all (i give it to you) but that doesn't make you any superior to the rest of us. but i get the feeling that this word doesn't exist in your dictionary - humility. get your ass off your gold plated throne and recognise that there are other people around you. people who are just as good as you, people who are no different from you. in fact, some of them may even be better than you. in character, in intellect. just because you have a certain name, it does not guarantee you a position as an omnipresent moral police. you do not judge me. judge yourself. if you can't do that, shut the fuck up.

intelligence is one thing, but knowing how to behave with people is another skill you will never be able to master. you have to start relating to others around you even if you think they're nothing like you, even if they really are no different from you. if you don't realise that, i can only feel pity for you.

open your eyes. look around. there's more to it than your tiny little bubble. your tiny little bubble has become your entire world. and your world is definitely not the real world. your bubble has to burst. when it bursts, it's not going to be pleasant but it would be a good thing to happen to you. trust me.

i pity the person who ends up with someone like you. i hope she's happy cooking for you, removing your shoelaces when you come home from work and treating you like the king you are. you'd be happy, oh yeah.



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